: Every Timeline Every Possibility :

[hexualhealing]

[ Forehead to forehead, and an explosion of light that fell around them in a symphony of time and space while the words reverberated within his mind, 'you are perfect the way that you are'. Their souls fused, in every timeline and every possibility there could only be them. Divine clarity, that was what it certainly was. Viktor was full of it, of the breath of Jayce's breath against his own and the certainty that they would find each other.

But gods, they could not be allowed to repeat their mistakes.

So many mistakes that could've been avoided if they had only known.

Wherever they went, whatever possibility they faced-- Viktor prayed that he would know, that he would be able to guide them away from the hubris of their own machinations, and the machinations of others. Especially for the man who braved hell so that he could be here at the end with him-- Jayce full of idealism and hope, who despite choices made could push all of it aside for the two of them, to give grace to the same man who could not understand that his own choices had been just as full of error.

Perhaps they could meet in the middle?

Underwater, Viktor had been underwater. He woke up in a start with the sun just peeking just above the horizon, trailing through his window with the first glimmers of morning. A deep breath like he had never breathed before in his entire life while air filled his gasping and aching lungs-- and that ache spread throughout his entire body.

Somewhere out there, Jayce was out there.

Waiting for him. "Every timeline, every possibility" he breathed as if it was a mantra.

There were memories of a life before this moment of wake-up, but it was coupled with the sudden infusion of life before, another era and another universe. Viktor had been given a second chance, and he would not squander it-- that is if he could find Jayce. Gods, Piltover was so big, and he was but one man; countless lives on the freeway of these souls, but he needed to find the exact one. Gods, what a challenge and with the limitations of his own body which he felt keenly.

But not weakness, never weakness as he forced himself out of bed and his body to cooperate with his own fragility. His cane was reached for and then he set about to go about his daily routine which came just as effortlessly as the time before all of this. ]

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[hexualhealing]

Fate will have to rip me out of your arms.

[ He promised with a touch of his slender fingers to the pulse against Jayce's neck, felt the thrumming of that heartbeat and the way that Jayce brought infinite calmness to him-- in this moment he felt like time had stopped for the both of them, capturing them in a perfect bubble. ]

I am not going anywhere, I will stay with you for as long as you want and need me.

[ As long as time would give him to live, but that could be enough if they understood that time and every minute was a gift, not trying to rush to the end but savor what they had like slow moving coffee pouring out of a carafe and into a cup. ]

[hexpectations]

Fate can try.

[Jayce would fight fate. He was pretty sure he'd already sort of half done that? In any case, what time they had, he'd hold to every instant of it. He slipped a hand through Viktor's hair.]

I will always want you.

[In every timeline, Viktor. Jayce was fully aware how much of his heart and soul was made of Viktor now, and that was exactly how it ought to be. A tilt of his chin, a brush of his nose against Viktor's in an echo to what the other man had done only moments before, and then Jayce let his lips brush whisper-soft against Viktor's.]

[hexualhealing]

[ Why did Jayce do this to him, make the bottom fall out in his stomach-- had done that since the moment of their first meeting and yet Viktor thought it had been intellectual intrigue. It had, of course-- but something else; something deeper and stronger that was like the tides of the moon. He pressed a soft slow kiss to those lips, deciding that a little bit of firmness was what he wanted.

And then he was drawing Jayce down to snuggle with him.

It appeared that Viktor was a very secret cuddler, and this was only a bit of information that Jayce would be trusted with-- and perhaps children when and if they had them. The sort of man that would likely curl attop Jayce, acting as a weighted blanket for the other Hexbro. ]

[hexpectations]

[Surprising absolutely no one who had ever met him, Jayce was a not-at-all-secret cuddler. Acts of service might have been his mother tongue in terms of love language, but he was also deeply fluent in physical touch as well.

So he very happily settled down with his partner. Then he properly wrapped his arms around Viktor and gathered him in closer. Get spooned, loser, get absolutely adored.]

You comfortable enough?

[It wasn't a big bed, his little laboratory cot, but it was decently soft and had enough room for two, especially with cuddling.]

[hexualhealing]

[ Oh no, Viktor liked this altogether too much-- the spooning though he could see himself switching it up since he was not the most stationary sleeper. It was highly likely that Jayce would end up wearing Viktor like a backpack.

The pains of trying to get comfortable in the middle of the night which was in his sleep was perhaps the only way that he managed to stretch suitable. ] Perfectly so, I think that you are set to spoil me.

[ But perhaps a warning was in order. ] If I accidentally kick at you though, I will not blame you if you never want to sleep with myself ever again.

[ Protect your balls, Jayce. ]

[hexpectations]

I'll take my chances.

[Please don't kick him in the balls, Vik. Though really, all that would lead to was Jayce deciding he was safer as the little spoon. He'd weather the kicks or the elbows or whatever perils may await if it meant he could hold his partner like this.]

Goodnight sweetheart. Do me a favor and don't be a dream come morning, okay?

[He reached down to snag the blanket and pull it up over the both of them.]

[hexualhealing]

[ It was likely that they would start with Viktor in the circle of arms, and then it would evolve until Jayce would wake up with the other man's slender form pressed against his back. Perhaps they would be able to gloriously evolve in their sleep to accommodate every single single aspect of each other.

For right now he was surrounded by the warmth of those arms and instinctively he backed up into it. His frame was small enough that it would be no issue whatsoever for himself to get lost within it. ]

I will not become a dream as long as you do not become one.

[ If anything, they could be a dream together-- right? ]